Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 243 Invitation from AAFES

When the C-17 landed at the military airport outside Bakda, as soon as he got off the plane, he saw Peter's adjutant Frank coming towards him.

"Mr. Song, the general invites you to dinner with him at the Palace of the Republic tonight at 7pm. Please be sure to go."

"no problem."

The sponsor invited Song Heping to dinner and he had no reason to refuse.

Seeing that he agreed, Frank smiled at him and turned away.

A few people looked around with their luggage and soon saw the Ferrari near the tarmac.

He and Sameer each drove an SUV to pick everyone up.

"Fuck me!"

Song Heping turned around and asked the cook, "When did we buy the Lincoln bulletproof car?"

Because Ferrari and Samir drive a bulletproof Lincoln.

It's one of those bulletproof Lincolns that costs hundreds of thousands of dollars, the same model as the CIA.

"I bought them with my own money, not the company's," the chef boasted. "I spent a fortune on these two cars. They were supposed to be custom-made, but I gave Harvey an extra fifty thousand for each, and he gave me the two bulletproof cars he had originally ordered for other clients."

“How luxurious…”

Song Heping couldn't help but sigh.

Although I have quite a bit of money myself.

But he still felt reluctant to spend millions of dollars to buy two such cars.

The chef's style is completely different from mine.

This Russian guy is the kind of person who enjoys life as long as he has money and never feels any pain when spending money.

"Song, we in this business never know when we might suddenly be wiped out. If you don't spend your money when you have it, are you going to take it to your grave?"

The cook said with a hint of sarcasm, "Remember, there's a saying in our mercenary business: work in hell, enjoy life in heaven. One day you'll understand this."

"correct."

Song Heping suddenly remembered something.

"You usually use this car at work. Do you want to rent it?"

"If your own friends use it, it's free! If it's for VIPs, let them pay!"

Song Heping gave a thumbs up: "That's nice!"

The cook laughed heartily, patted Song Heping's arm heavily and said, "Brother, your worth is different now! The scale of our company will also be different soon. Believe it or not——"

He suddenly became serious.

"The news that we won the $2.4 million contract has probably leaked out. I heard that these contracts were originally from AAFES. Now that the military has given it to us, what do you think others will think of us?"

"Are you reminding me to keep a low profile?" Song Heping asked doubtfully.

"Low profile!" The cook chuckled twice and looked at Song Heping as if he were a monster. "How can you be low profile? Fireflies at night, as long as they are not blind, can see you, right? Since you can't be low profile, why not just be high profile? This world worships the strong. The stronger you are, the more others will fear you. I believe you will be very busy in the coming period, and many people will come to you. So I bought a car first, as a vehicle for you. First, it is safe, and second, you are the boss of a large-scale defense company, and you go out in a Nissan, what are you thinking!"

It's no wonder that after being praised by the chef, Song Heping felt as if his bones had become two pounds lighter.

But he soon calmed down again.

Being high-profile has never been my style.

I also don’t like to be high-profile, and sometimes I am forced to be high-profile.

A few people came to the SUV chatting and laughing. Ferrari looked unhappy beside the car, rolling his eyes at the American airport guards not far away.

"Ferrari, what's wrong with you?!"

Song Heping followed his gaze and saw only a few airport guards.

"These guys, when I was working on the interim management committee before, their attitude was not like this."

"what happened?"

"I wanted to pick you up by the tarmac, but these guys wouldn't let me get close, saying my security clearance wasn't high enough and I had to wait here! FUCK! Are they afraid I'd blow up their plane?!"

After listening to this, Song Heping finally understood.

What Ferrari hates most is being disrespected by others. He is a capable but somewhat arrogant person. Although he is a little talkative sometimes, he is the kind of person who can really solve problems when they arise and will never hesitate at critical moments.

"Get in the car. Let's go back first."

As they were about to get into the car, they suddenly saw two black SUVs speeding towards them.

Ferrari took one look and frowned.

"Fuck, they're not coming for us, are they?!"

He exchanged a curse word in Chinese with Song Heping.

Song Heping asked him, "How do you know they're coming for us?"

Ferrari said, "Look carefully at the license plate! It's from AAFES!"

Song Heping's heart moved slightly.

AAFES?

Isn’t that the company that stole a piece of his cake?

He immediately became alert.

Stealing someone's business is like killing their parents.

What's more, it's a lucrative contract worth $2.4 million a year.

"Why should I be afraid of them?! So what if we have a century-old brand? If you don't obey, just fight them!"

The cook is always so explosive.

White Bear also agreed: "Yes, if you don't agree, just beat them up!"

This made Song Heping feel very uncomfortable.

AAFES was a massive company, with connections spanning both the political and business worlds. Even Blackwater wouldn't dare to stand up to them, let alone a small company like theirs. Cook and White Bear were the absolute desperate types, indifferent to life and death. They'd fight to the death, regardless of who was above them. If pushed to the limit, they'd go all in.

While I was thinking, the car was less than ten meters away from me.

Several mercenaries wearing sunglasses and armed with live ammunition got out of the car first and spread out around the car to take up guard positions. No one looked at Song Heping and the others, but instead observed their surroundings. Even in this kind of US military airport, they remained vigilant.

From this detail, we can see that he is definitely a professional expert.

Finally, a mercenary opened the back door of the second SUV.

When the person coming down appeared, Ferrari said "Huh" and whispered, "This is Francis."

"What's the story?" Song Heping asked in a low voice.

"The administrative director of the AAFES branch in Irigo." Ferrari added, "It doesn't look like this guy showed up to cause trouble."

"why?"

"He's in charge of administration, not military contracting."

"Oh!"

Just as the two were whispering, Francis had already arrived in front of everyone.

"MR. Song!"

He held out his hand with a smile on his face.

"You are..." Song Heping pretended not to know the other person's identity and asked in confusion, "Who?"

He looked at the administrative director in front of him. He was in his forties, slightly plump, with white hair in his middle age, and a beard that had grown white. He was wearing a suit in the hot weather, and Song Heping felt hot just by looking at him.

"My name is Francis. Francis Arnold." He retracted his hand, took out an exquisite business card box from his pocket, pulled out a business card from it and handed it over.

Song Heping took it and looked at it, and it was exactly the same as Ferrari said.

Administrative Director of the Irigo Branch of AAFES Corporation.

"Excuse me, Mr. Francis, what do you want to talk to me about?" Song Heping asked.

Francis said politely, "Well, Robin, the boss of our branch, wants to meet you tonight."

"Meet?" Song Heping said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Francis, I have a dinner appointment with General Peter tonight."

"It's okay. Mr. Robin said that he knew you were having dinner with General Peter, so he specially adjusted the time to 9:30 pm. Dinner should be over by then, so we can arrange a wine and cigar party."

Francis seemed sincere.

Song Heping's nerves relaxed a little.

The chefs beside them also seemed to be much more relaxed.

I originally thought he was here to cause trouble, but unexpectedly he was here to treat me to a drink of wine.

"It's just..." Song Heping said with difficulty: "I just came back from Afghanistan. My brothers are exhausted. I want to have a drink together tonight to relax."

"No problem, we can arrange it." Francis, a true administrative expert, immediately said, "Mr. Robin's wine party is being held at the Tulip Hotel, which has a bar and a casino. If your brothers are interested, you can let me arrange it. Our company will cover all expenses."

"Fuck me!"

Song Heping screamed inwardly.

So good? It's fine if he just invites me, but he even arranges it for his brothers...

This level of hospitality is quite high!

When the chefs nearby heard that it was the Tulip Hotel, excitement showed on their faces.

You should know that there are many high-end hotels in the Green Zone, but the Tulip Hotel is the most distinctive. Although it is not the largest in area and scale, it has only five floors and is not outstanding compared with other high-end hotels, but it has a characteristic - it is never open to the public.

That's right.

It is not open to the public.

It is a membership system.

Those who come in and out of there are either rich or noble. They are either high-ranking officials or military personnel from the Interim Management Committee or the Joint Security Council, or they are the best among the major contractors.

There are two high-end social areas in the Green Zone, one is the Republic Palace Pool Cocktail Party and the other is the Tulip Hotel.

The Republic Palace Pool Cocktail Party is more official, formal and transparent.

The Tulip Hotel is even more mysterious, shrouded in a veil, and is a private place.

Contractors without certain strength cannot even get through the door.

The Tulip Hotel is actually owned by AAFES.

"I heard it's a membership-only place, but I'm not a member..."

Song Heping asked the question even though he knew the answer.

Francis immediately said, "That's easy. I'll get the membership card."

He pulled out two purple membership cards from his pocket, which actually had a tulip logo on them.

"Mr. Song, take these two first. I'll be waiting for you at the door tonight to process the others."

Song Heping saw it.

In fact, at the beginning Robin only invited himself and the cook, and no one else was considered.

It's just that I just said that I wanted to get together with my brothers, but Francis probably guessed wrong and thought that I was making an excuse not to go, so he simply applied for membership cards for all of them so that he couldn't refuse.

Since the other party is so sincere, it would be unreasonable for Song Heping to refuse, as that would really offend him.

AAFES is too big to afford to offend, so it’s best not to make an enemy now.

"Thank you very much for Mr. Robin's business invitation. I will be there on time. Please tell him that General Peter and I will be there immediately after dinner."

Song Heping agreed.

Francis smiled broadly, shook hands with Song Heping, and said, "Then I'll be waiting for you tonight at 9:30 at the Tulip Hotel."

　If you have a guaranteed monthly ticket at the beginning of the month, please give it to me, thank you!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)